Ne Obliviscaris
Misericorde I - As the Flesh Falls
Foresight
Finite
Praised angels, as the flesh falls
War from within
Within

'Neath armour, this withered skin
Righteous and malignant
This poisoned pale
Glorious putrefaction

Pray
Gauntlets in gleam
Wielding lights and lies
Blessings of disease
Life's embrace
Blessings of disease
Life's embrace

Malaise concealed, my shell
Of denial and dissonance
Darkest greys
Into the fray

Glancing of blades, the carbon tongues
Dance of cripplеd rebellion
Eyes inflamеd by light
Praised angels, as the flesh falls
War from within
Within

Life defiled
Faithless
Befouled, betrayed
Hand in hand, on hilt
Madness
Divine reason

Fleeting peace
Preordained
The struggling
Waning war cry
A painted shield
My decaying portrait
Foreseen, my limned last days

Shedding armour, unfurled wings
Failing, alone
Hail desolation